Description: this is a story I have been working on for a while. This is my second Dawson's Creek story. I'll writing this as well as Conflicted Love on here now.

Disclaimer: I may not own the characters but this story is original and from my imagination.

Author's note: this is my first try at a Dawson's creek story, be nice to me please. This is a Pacey/Joey fic, my version of how they got together. Enjoy and review thanks :)

Chapter #2

(Pacey's pov)

Blocking my path, Joey places a hand on my chest to stop me from leaving," no, wait Pacey. You have a busted lip and a black eye. You should probably clean that out and ice your eye, I'll help."

Staring down at Joey when she touches a wet clothe to my bottom lip, I wince as she holds a bag of ice to my eye," I don't get you, Potter. I thought you were mad at me."

" I'm not mad at you, Pacey.", remarks Joey while cleaning up my busted up bottom lip. She's not mad at me? Did I just hear Joey right? If she's not angry with me, then why the hell was she just hitting and screaming at me? I swear this girl can be so confusing at times. First she acts as though she hates me, and now she's acting like she cares about me? What the hell is that about?

" Yeah, well you could have fooled me Joe.", I mutter mostly to myself. Groaning when she slaps my chest, I think twice about making any other wise comments in Joey's presence This girl can sure become violent and quick. Somehow I always seem to learn that lesson the hard way. Case in point? Well, I'd say this afternoon is a good enough example.

" I just don't understand what goes through your mind sometimes Pace.", admits Joey with a tired sigh before touching her finger tips to my bruised cheek. Closing my eyes briefly, I shutter as a tingling sensation makes its way throughout my entire body. Joey's had this effect on me for a while, each time the two of us accidentally touch, my senses seem to go wild. Joey has the ability to drive me crazy without even trying.

" I don't know, Potter. I saw how hurt you were and wanted to pound Matt Caulfield for what he did.", I confess as I once more open my eyes. Joey seems to be inspecting my wounds. I forgot how gentle her touch could be. She's being extra careful, almost as though she's afraid she'll hurt me. Damn, I wish I could get into fights over Joey more often. I've never once seen her so concerned for me as she is right now.

Cleaning up my lip once more, Joey touches a hand to my face," Well, thanks Pacey. Its wasn't necessary, but thanks. You're a good friend."

Startled when Joey leans up to kiss my cheek, I tense in my spot,"...Your welcome, Joe."

" Well, I should probably go. Bessie's probably wondering where I am, see you around Pace.", calls Joey over her shoulder as she takes off down the street. Well, damn. I was not expecting that to happen at all. Joey just kissed me. Sure it was only on the cheek, but she still kissed me. Huh, all I had to do was fight a guy for a kiss? Why the hell didn't I think of this sooner? Damn, I should probably sit down for a while. I'm feeling a little light headed currently. Apparently Joey has that effect on me lately as well. Who would have guessed I would ever develop feelings for Josephine Potter? Its a strange world that we live in I guess. ….(End Pacey's pov)